"All right, let's leave this for now. We can talk about it when we get back."
Li Weizhou didn't want Xu Su and Zhuang Luo to remain at an impasse, so he stepped forward to smooth things over.
He hadn't expected neither of them to give him any face.
"No."
Xu Su looked perfectly pleasant, but his words allowed no argument. "Until we clear this up today, nobody is leaving."
Zhuang Luo said nothing, but his silence made it clear that he, too, had to "get an explanation" today.
His plan was flawless anyway, unless there were cameras!
Otherwise, as long as he insisted Xu Su had done it, Xu Su couldn't clear his name even if he jumped into the Mariana Trench!
Startled by Xu Su's words, Li Weizhou frowned. "What do you mean by that? You can control the Production Team's schedule?"
"I can't." Xu Su shook his head.
Li Weizhou breathed out in relief.
"But Huo Yuchen can." Xu Su smiled.
Li Weizhou sucked in a hard breath.
[I'm seriously worried he'll choke to death.]
[I'm not worried he'll choke to death. I'm worried he'll suck in a wad of old phlegm.]
[What's this, borrowing someone else's power to throw his weight around?]
[I'm shipping it, I'm shipping it, I'm shipping it ☆⋆:∞.o(≧▽≦)o.∞:⋆☆]
Li Weizhou slowly turned his head, directing an inquisitive gaze at Huo Yuchen, who had remained silent all this time.
He tried to see through the man's thoughts.
But no matter how he looked, he couldn't make out even the slightest hint.
Huo Yuchen's eyes seemed veiled in a cold mist, and his thoughts were like a bottomless pool, impossible to fathom.
But given the situation, he still had to risk offending him and speak.
"Mr. Huo, what is the meaning of this?"
Huo